It was a long, and very joyful day yesterday. It began very early with an alarm call for the final housekeeping tweaks prior to meeting our friend on her annual sojourn with us. It ended with a series of ritual matches and rematches of Scrabble. My friend is my word buddy in the only board game to ever capture my fervour. In between there was a glorious lunch, and a mission to fill the larder. (My visiting friend shares my twin passions for words and delicious food.) We also made a stop at the border town parcel motel to collect some packages. Two new books were waiting for me.
(Unacquainted with parcel motels? Well! They are handy drop off points for people who work and can’t be in to accept deliveries. But for those of us on the boundary of the UK they are convenient services for delivering packages and saving on PP. Also, some companies don’t send items ro the Republic, but do accept Irish bank issued Mastercards and Visas. And they will forwards to a UK addressed Parcel Motel.)
Having got that potentially culturally mysterious comment aside, I will get to the quotation poem for today. Because its provenance is from one of the new books. Brené Brown’s Braving the Wilderness arrived. And I am not using the Maya Angelou quotation that sparked that book. It is one embedded in the introduction. It comes from Oprah and seems particularly helpful. This is the full quotation.
Do not think you can be brave with your life and work and never disappoint. It doesn’t work that way.
So! Today’s Poetry Daily.
Do Not Think You Can Be Brave
with your life and work and never disappoint.
That secret inventory of past misdeeds
supporates. Swab the sepsis of one’s failures
to please. Timidity offers no rewards
on this earth. And surely not in heaven, too.
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